Hello everybody!
Welcome to my new story! I'm taking a break from my other fic because my inspiration for it is completely dead! And I really wanted to do an Ancient greek Klaroline, and this is what it has become! This will be a short fic 5 chapters max! Probably less.
Warning: Little smut right below!
Thank you to Ashleigh_xx for helping me out and proof-reading! Check out her stories she is awsome! She also just started a Charmed Fusion fic in her drabble collection and it is beyond epic! So go read that trust me the Caroline/Phoebe Brotp is something you didn't realise you needed but can now never do without again!
Also I do not own TVD, TO, or Greek stories...
See you at the bottom!
His hands caressed her thighs to her slender waist and all the way up to the luscious curves of her breasts. Salty sweat glistened from her soft, supple skin. Her lips let out a heated sigh as he kissed her abdomen leaving a warm trail of them back up to her neck. The way her body reacted to his loving touch was almost sinful. Her eyes were clenched shut and she bit her lip hard as he positioned himself in between her legs. His arms placed on either side of her beautifully flushed face, he leaned in and kissed her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.
Antagonising slow he entered her, the warmth of her walls around him drew a gasp near her ear. She let out a pleading moan digging her nails harshly into his back as the length of him filled her.
"Look at me." He whispered smoothly as he gently placed a few fingers under her chin and pulled her face towards him.
Her eyes opened revealing the piercing blue staring back at him, a wicked smile gracing his features before kissing her soft rosy lips again. As their lips moved against each other he thrusted inside of her with long, slow movements, nearly removing himself fully before thrusting back in. She whispered his name over and over, begged him for more, more, more, sending an aroused chill throughout his body.
She was a goddess on this earth.
He grabbed a hold of her tightly turning the both of them around while staying inside of her heat. Now that she was on top of him, she was free to move and control their pace with her hips. He sat up letting his hands fall from her back down to her perfectly round ass, squeezing it softly. His mouth travelled from her neck to her breasts and he greedily took a swollen nipple in between his lips and sucked on it. She gasped his name again and pressed her hips down on him harder creating a friction to her clit, moaning at the new pleasure.
He roamed his hands to her hips, steadying her while helping her slam down on him harder as they both reached their high. He could feel her tight walls clenching around him as she found her release, her orgasm shook her body, and soul, in his lap as she threw her head backwards, arching into him as her hands tugged at his soft curls. He silenced her moans with a passionate, hot, kiss as he spilled his release inside of her.
The pair sat in a lovers embrace, forehead to forehead, panting heavily from their throes of passion.
A month earlier
"There it is boys." Mikael said with a sense of pride. "The shores of Tiryns. From here it is only a day's ride to the city of Mycenae and King Teleamenes."
Mikeal prided himself on the friendship he had with the mighty king. Though he was a king himself, the island of Thera paled in comparison to the mighty realm of King Teleamenes, and Mikeal was no fool, he was no match for Mycenae's army so he made sure to remain on good terms and in an allegiance with the city and its outskirts.
It was that, that caused King Mikeal, together with his three sons and daughter; Prince Elijah, Prince Niklaus, Prince Kol and Princess Rebekah, were on their way to the celebration of King Teleamenes wedding. His eldest son, Prince Finn, had stayed behind together with his wife, to hold down the kingdom. Finn was future heir to the throne and was needed to take charge of matters while the King was away and his wife, Sage, was so close to childbirth. The Queen, Esther, stayed patiently awaiting for news of her first grandchild.
"I heard the old man took a wife only a third his age." Kol joked looking over the shimmering, blue waters.
"It is true, Queen Caroline is only barely of age. He believes the girl's young age will grant him a son quicker." Elijah responded "Rumoured to be gifted her beauty by Aphrodite herself."
"That sounds like a challenge eh!" Kol laughed, nudging Klaus in the ribs with his elbow.
"Do not even think about it boy or I will send you to the depths of Poseidon myself!" Mikael screamed at his son's shaking his fist in anger. "Ready the ship for anchoring!"
"Yes father!" Klaus responded hurrying himself to the deck.
They had been sailing for days now and Klaus was glad to get off of the ship soon. Back home he could quite easily avoid his father's temper, riding his horse to the outskirts of the island of Thera and enjoying the perks of being a prince among the commoners, but here in close confinement there was no escaping Mikael's wrath, and as always he had it out for Klaus more than towards his siblings.
As soon as they gotten off the ship there were guards waiting for them at the shore, a welcome committee sent by King Talaemenes that provided them with horses for the ride to Mycenae. The land here was far more dangerous than back home, the rough terrain made it near impossible to walk by foot. After leaving the pearly white beaches of Thyrins, they rode inland towards the river and into the forests. It also didn't help Klaus that his horse was uneasy and nervous. Back home he had loved riding owning several horses he bought and trained himself to perfection, but like people every horse had their own personality and this particular horse seemed very stubborn, it was making him fall behind.
"Keep up boy!" His father yelled at him.
Klaus tugged the reins but it was no use, the horse wasn't going to settle down. As much as he tried to calm it or show it he was master, the horse had a rebellious streak of it's own and just as soon as he pulled the reins again, the horse staggered, throwing Klaus off of it's back before making a run for it. The guards quickly came to a halt ready to ride after the disobedient horse when Mikael stopped them.
"The boy will find the horse himself and ride along alone." He said strictly.
"Father no!" Rebekah tried to stick up for her brother.
"Hold your tongue Rebekah! If Niklaus is half the man he thinks he is, he will get the horse and find his own way! Not get pampered like a spoiled little prince." He spat not bothering to help Klaus up from his fall.
Klaus rubbed the back of his head, thankful he wasn't bleeding, his father would have a field day with that. Not giving his father the satisfaction of thinking he was hurt, Klaus jumped up trying to ignore the dizzying headache he had gotten from falling head first to the rocks and made his way into the direction the horse ran. He could nearly hear the condescending smirk form on his father's face.
Mikeal egged on his horse and rode off in the opposite direction. His siblings giving him a pitiful glance before following their father out of sight.
Cursing under his breath, Klaus walked following the trail of hoof prints in the mud. He hoped the horse had calmed down quickly and had not strayed off to far. Spending the night in an unknown forest was not something he was looking forward too.
He had not been used to the woods as Thera had little to no woods on the island. The beautiful greenery did have quite the charm to it! Leaves were shielding him from the burning sun and letting a cool breeze kiss his skin. It would be very relaxing if the situation hadn't been so serious.
The prints in the mud were still quite fresh and the further he tracked them the wetter they got indicating he must be nearing a pond or river soon. He wished the horse had grown tired and maybe stopped for a drink nearby.
Finally, he passed a few tree's leading to a small stream in and open meadow and sure enough, a little further along he saw the horse standing by it. However it was not alone. A hooded figure was standing next to the creature, petting it's head kindly.
Thinking it was a horse thief Klaus pulled his sword half out of it sheath, preparing himself for a fight, before walking up to the thief. "That's my horse." He said as sternly as he could, almost threateningly.
When the person removed their cloak, Klaus was taken aback, staring in awe. It was a young woman of incredible beauty. Her golden, blonde hair, cascaded down her shoulders halfway to her back in long luscious curls. Her eyes were the blue of the ocean with long golden lashes to finish them off. Though she was young, her facial features marked those of a woman, a goddess in all her glory.
"Then what is it doing here all by himself." She whispered back at him, giving him a firm judging look. "Now put that thing away before you hurt yourself." She turned back to the horse granting it a smile Klaus would've much preferred to be directed to him.
"My apologies My lady, I feared you to be a horse thief." Klaus uttered stowing his sword back.
"And because I am a woman, I automatically cannot be one?" The girl responded, not giving him a look.
Under her cloak that fell open from the shoulders he could now see the soft, blush pink, of her silk dress. She must have been a girl from standing to be able to afford a dress this beautiful. Yet it still did not do her natural beauty justice.
"Are you?" Klaus grinned at her sass.
"I did not say that." The girl responded looking back at him annoyed. "I simply stated that you exclude the possibility solely based on the fact I am a woman."
Klaus slowly walked up to her taking the reins of his horse out of her hands.
"A thing of such beauty should not be left by itself." She whispered handing the reins over to him.
"I was just pondering the same thought love, this is no place for a woman alone." He responded giving her his signature boyish smile.
"I can take care of myself." The girl shot back pulling her cloak aside to reveal the dagger hidden in it.
"That is no weapon for a woman love." He said slightly shocked by her revelation.
"And how do you propose I protect myself?" She asked him, closing her cloak again.
"A woman of your beauty should have a man by her side, always to protect her." Klaus suggested meaning himself.
He had always had a way with women, bedding princesses, priestesses and even slavegirls on their travels. His mother had urged him to marry, find himself a good obedient and faithful wife in hopes it would keep him from his ways. But Klaus had no interest in marrying.
Ever.
He quite enjoyed his current lifestyle, and this one was now first on his conquest list.
"By Zeus, does that line work on any woman?" The girl asked, annoyed, rolling her eyes at him.
"You'd be surprised sweetheart." Klaus tilted his head in a wicked grin.
"Yes, well I am too smart to be seduced by some romantic words and boyish smiles." She said not impressed walking passed him.
"Give me your name so I know what to call your beauty." Klaus tried again getting in front of her to block her path.
"Now why should I give you my name when you have done nothing to earn it? What would you do with my name should I choose to give it to you."
"Because love, I would treasure it, I shall hang it from Selene* just for the gods to see." Klaus told her a little too excited a wide smile on his face.
The girl walk passed him but couldn't help and chuckle at his enthusiasm. His proclamations were endearing if anything.
"Was that a smile gracing your lips love?" Klaus followed her as she walked away from him again.
"Maybe…." she tried to hide her laugh.
"Where are you going?" Klaus tried to keep up with her as she made her way.
"Home…" She turned to him and put her hand in his chest to stop him in his pursuit of her.
As soon as they touched the air changed.
"Can I see you again?" Klaus asked in a whisper, feeling her hand on his his beating heart. He could've sworn it missed a beat.
"I do not see any reason why, my lord. After all what is it I have to offer you aside from beauty?" The girl said. "Is it not all you believe a woman can give a man? Beauty."
"You speak with the brutality of a man. It amuses me." Klaus grinned, placing a hand on top of hers on his chest, keeping a firm hold.
"I'm sure you will find plenty of other women who are more than willing to amuse you, my lord." The girl pulled away from him and started walking.
Klaus knew it was no use to continue following her.
"I shall wait for you here tomorrow morning." Klaus yelled after her.
She did not respond but her step slowed slightly.
"Is that a yes then?" He asked in regard to her silence.
"No." She said her back still facing him.
"Is it a no then?" He asked her again.
"Maybe." and she disappeared through the trees.
Completely cloaked and recognizable Caroline hurried through the back entrance of the palace praying to the gods nobody would see her. She knew that if her husband was to find her missing from her chambers there would be hell to pay. In the few weeks of her new marriage Caroline had found King Talaemenes to be a cruel and possessive man. A drunken brute whose main interest was war. He did not care for her, only desiring a son from her womb. His first wife had not been able to bare children and had died just months ago.
Caroline had a feeling that if she did not grant him a son soon, she would also mysteriously come to her end. There were rumors about the king. Not at the least -and this Caroline knew to be the truth- was his jealous and paranoid nature. Within the first fortnight of their marriage he had already accused her of having a lover, simply because she had refused to bed him in his drunken state. She knew better than to have a lover when married to him. It would cost her her head, and her lovers.
She was trying very hard to live her life as she would back home in these new circumstances, but her defiant nature did not bode well with his need for a silent and obedient wife. Caroline just could not see why she was not allowed a lover yet her husband bedded girls from the entire city, one even younger than the other. Not that she wanted a lover, men were after all vile and brutal, they spend their time playing war games and fighting. They did not appreciate the arts or science like a woman could. She was one of those very few women who were granted an education, she had learned to write and how to read constellations. A trait that came in handy when she sneaked out of the palace early before Helios shone his light upon the earth.
Once she reached the halls of her confides Caroline took off her cloak, hiding it in a nearby chest. It was getting late and her husband would be requesting her presence for dinner soon. The man she had met at the river really had kept her too long. Visitors would be arriving any moment now at the castle, and she would have an audience with them after dinner, being introduced as the new queen of Mycenae. She thought it to be a way of Talaemenes to show her off like a hunting trophy. Nevertheless she would go to her chambers and look her best, with some luck the king would be drunk off his arse before the moon's highpoint and she could retreat to her chambers unnoticed.
When she entered her chambers she let out a relieved sigh, she had made it back in time without being caught. She now just had to change her dress and brush her hair quickly before the dinner audience had started.
"Your majesty!" A voice bellowed from the corner.
Caroline nearly screamed in surprise "Pheidon! You scared me"
Pheidon had been Caroline oldest and dearest friend. The only one she had left from back home. He had been her tutor when she was a little girl. Teaching her his wisdom and he did not belittle her just because she was a woman. Over the years she had grown to love him as a father figure. Her own father being away at war far more often than being home.
"Your highness the king came looking for you" Pheidon said nervously, he always hated when Caroline escaped the castle, he was a horrible liar.
"What did he want" Caroline asked as she started brushing her hair.
"He brought you the dress for the evening your highness" Pheidon gestured to the beautiful pearl white chiffon dress with gold embellishments. Another beautifully expensive piece.
"Oh how the king spoils me" Caroline rolled her eyes annoyed getting behind her dressing screen.
"I had to lie for you your majesty" Pheidon went on annoyed by both the fact that he had to lie and that she was changing in the same room as he was, it was highly inappropriate.
"Pheidon it is just the two of us will you please just call me Caroline, I am still the same person I always was since I've married" her head popped out from behind the screen. "Now hand me the dress please"
Even more annoyed Pheidon took the dress from the bed stumbling with his eyes closed to not see the queen indecent, before handing the dress too her.
"Caroline" He sighed "there are such lovely gardens surrounding the palace why must you always run off to the woods"
"A cage however beautiful is still a cage Pheidon, in those woods I am free" Caroline walked from behind the screen in her new dress.
It fit her perfectly the white fabric falling from her shoulders held together by golden decorations, to her chest where it went in a very slight v-shape just enough to be sexy but still appropriate for her status. Fitting her small waist tightly and again held together by a golden belt. It resembled Hera's signature white dress.
"My child you look beautiful, your mother and father would be so proud of you" Pheidon took Caroline's hands in his own.
"If they truly felt pride of love for me Pheidon, they would have never sent me here" Caroline looked down sadly.
"I know you feel uneasy here now, but i'm sure in time you will come to love your life here, and maybe even the king?" Pheidon tried to comfort her holding her chin back up.
"I could never love that drunken old man…." Caroline shrugged."But enough about such matters Pheidon, tell me who it is we are meeting tonight"
She started combing her hair again putting her curls up and pinning them with beautiful golden leaves and pearls to complement her dress.
"King Mikael of the Island of Thera, he is an old and trusted ally of the King, he brings three out of his 5 sons and his daughter, she's about your age. Princes Elijah, Niklaus, Kol and Princess Rebekah"
"What about the queen?" Caroline asked. Usually the wives came along in such matters and Caroline found they were usually nice women that formed a good distraction.
"Queen Esther has decided to stay in Thera, she is still mourning the loss of her youngest son Henrik, the little boy unfortunately had recently died in a tragic accident."
"How sad" Caroline whispered, she couldn't imagine what it was like to lose a child.
"King Mikael you will not find a pleasant man, he is in many ways just like the King, but please Caroline i cannot urge you enough how important it is for you to not speak out to him...these ally's are important to the land, if you will not behave yourself for the king then at least do it for your subjects"
It was a low shot, Pheidon knew that Caroline would do anything for her people, as a good queen should. She was very loved by the commoners for her compassion and grace. She took out her golden bracelets from her little treasure chest and and amulet for around her neck.
"Yes yes pheidon, I will behave and act like the obedient wife, now leave me I wish to be alone before all the mayhem starts" She dismissed her confidant quite rudely.
"Yes your highness" pheidon nodded before walking out the door.
Caroline sighed looking at her reflection. If she was honest with herself she looked breathtaking and should be pleased with herself. But the truth was she was too sad, every night she prayed to the gods for courage and strength to make it to the next morning.
"Ah Niklaus you finally decided to grace us with your presence then" Mikael spat at his son as Klaus rode in on his horse.
" Yes well one would be inclined to get here faster if one had any idea where to go father" Klaus said annoyed.
Mikael took a few threatening steps towards his son grabbing him by the fabric of his tunic"You'd do well not to defy me here boy, or I will have you impaled by the edge of my sword do you understand me!"
"Yes father" Klaus responded under his breath realizing this wasn't the best place to pick a fight.
"Ahem" the soft cough of the maid alerted them to her presence. "The feast is this way mylords" she whispered guiding the guests to the dining room of the palace.
This palace was nothing at all like the palace they had in Thera, compared to this their palace was a small dark place. The dining area was open with several white and blue pillars creating and overcapped area that still felt like it was outdoors. In between the pillars fabric was hung that waved in with the slight breeze. There were multiple tables set up in a U-shape ready for the other guests that were also coming to greet the new queen. All tables had white silk and silver plates set up, with chalices embedded with lions on them, a symbol for King Talaemenes who was rumored to descend from the mighty king Hercules.
Several guests had arrived filling up the many seats around the tables. The king and queen were going to be seated at the head of the u-shaped tables. Then the different kings and queens on either sides left and right. Klaus and his siblings were seated somewhere in the middle on the left side. Which gave them a good view of the area that would be used for dancing later on the evening. Silently they took their places before Mikael turned towards his children.
"When we walk up to the head table to greet King Talaemenes and Queen Caroline you will bow and be silent, do not speak unless spoken too. If one of you steps a toe out of line Hades will be the least of your worries….I'm looking at you Niklaus do you understand me!"
"Yes father" All four of them nodded in sync.
As soon as Mikael uttered his warning the doors to the to the halls opened again.
A shirtless slave hit a drum announcing the King and Queen's arrival. King Talaemenes was an old heavy man. His grey hair bound together at the back of his head. He had a puffy face and no neck it seemed, only multiple chins. He was a typical washed up war lord. Back in his day decades ago he had once been a brutal fighter, big and wide and strong. But now it was all yesterday's glory and all that remained were the many scars on his face. Klaus felt sorry for the poor young girl who was forced into marriage with this man. Aside from his war victories the man was also known for his many indiscretions with his slaves both male and female. He had many mistresses that were the empire's worst kept secret. Klaus always told himself he would never marry, but if his father forced him no matter who she was he would be faithful, as a good husband in his eyes should be.
Behind the King he could now see the slender figure of a woman following in his footsteps. Different silks of white and gold waving in the wind. Gold that was nearly the same color as the queen's hair that fell like a waterfall down her back. She was looking down at the ground clearly uncomfortable with everybody staring at her in curiosity. Everybody stretched out their necks to get a good view of the young girl and when she finally looked up from the ground Klaus spit out the wine he was just drinking all over the table, getting a glaring look from his father. He wiped his chin and stared at her with open mouth.
It was her! The girl from the forest this morning.
The woman he had so shamelessly been flirting with and if he was honest with himself, the girl that had danced through his mind all day was none other than Queen Caroline.
The feast had been marvelous but Caroline found no joy in it. Her husband had been showing her off like a hunting trophy again, groping and kissing her very every chance he got much to the amusements of the other kings. There were very little woman at the feast and the ones that were she could see them gossiping about her. After the main course had been served it was time for all the guests to come and greet the royal couple. One by one families of great wealth or royalty came to courtesy in front of their table baring gifts to her and the king. It was only the men that came to greet them as women were not allowed to approach the royal table, being inferior and all that.
She could feel the men ogling her and she had been very tempted to drink a lot of wine to get through the experience. But the last thing she wanted was to embarrass herself. If she wanted to survive this marriage she would have to be in control all the time. She was slightly losing interest and going through the motions of it all not really paying any attention to the people in front of her when the bellman announced the next guests.
"His majesty King Mikael of Thera and his sons Princess Elijah, Niklaus and Kol"
"Mikael!" King Talaemenes greeted Mikael and got up from his chair to hug him. He never called other royal members by their title or addressed them by anything other than their name. HE felt the king of kings but did demand the courtesy of others.
"Your majesty" Mikael bowed after the hug he then gestured to the other three men"My sons, Elijah, Niklaus and Kol"
All three of them greeted the king politely. When Caroline heard the velvet smooth voice her head shot up and eyes widened. It was the man from this morning. She should've known he would be traveling towards the palace, and she was mentally kicking herself. If he told on her she would be locked up in her chambers for the rest of her life for sure.
"May I introduce you to my wife Queen Caroline" Teleamenes gestured back to Caroline.
Klaus was about to open his mouth when Caroline cut him off.
"It is so nice to meet all of you, my husband speaks so highly of you your majesty" She whispered walking passed Klaus up to Mikael. He already smelled like wine.
"It is an honor to meet you as well milady and may I say, the stories of your beauty do not do you justice" Mikael kissed Caroline's hand.
"You are too kind milord, I also wish to say how sorry I was to hear about your youngest son, a parent should never bury his child" Caroline smiled sweetly.
"Do not speak of such matters Caroline!" Telaemenes snapped at her.
"Your compassion is greatly appreciated your highness" Mikael simply smiled.
Caroline eyed Klaus as the group went back to their seats not paying attention to her husband's silent scolding.
As the night progressed she could feel Klaus his eyes on her, and she watched him intently as well, both of them waiting for the other one to show some sign of recognition. Both of them to stubborn, or to scared to do so. Caroline had tried to distract herself by watching the other guests dance but her mind was too full with a certain young prince to really get into it. The more the moon rose into the sky the more drink everybody was getting and when it got to its highest point Caroline watched her husband drape himself over every woman he came across.
It was humiliating to see him groping into women's dresses in his drunken state while she was sitting right next to him. Eventually she figured she had spend enough time at this feast and got up to leave the feast.
Klaus had stayed in his seat during the feast watching her every move, the way she seemed nervous at first when he came to greet her to the frustrated and unhappy way she looked when that dumb old king started embarrassing himself. He felt sorry for her, which struck him as odd because why would he care about how she was feeling, they had just met that morning. There was just something about her, the light she carried in her eyes and the way she spoke fearlessly and truthfully that moved him.
When she finally got up from her table and seemed to be excusing herself back to her chambers he got up as well trying not to be seen as he followed her. When he walked into the hallway he saw her just turn the corner to what must be her private wing and he hurried his step.
"So you are the queen that stole Aphrodite's beauty" He whispered as he caught up with her.
"I did not steal anything Mylord, they are silly rumors made up by silly men" She stopped in her tracks but did not face him.
"Is this why you would not give my your name, you feared i would lose my interest if I found out you were old Telaemenes' bride" Klaus said smugly a grin on his face.
"By Zeus are you really that full of yourself? I could not care less about your interest in me mylord, and for that matter you did not give me your name either. Shall I presume you also feared my reaction as well then" Caroline turned around with an angry look on her face. Why did he get under her skin so much.
"You never asked for my name love, I would have gladly given it to you, to hear it come from your soft lips , there would be no greater gift" Klaus told her smoothly his dimples showing.
Caroline rolled her eyes at the young prince, did anybody ever actually fall for that? She wondered. "Well, you know now that I am married , and I am an obedient wife, i'm sure you can find one of the chambermaids to entertain you"
"Is that why you were out by yourself this morning? As an obedient wife?" Klaus teased her.
Caroline lost her temper taking firm steps towards him. "You shall not speak of this, it is the only escape i have"
She was taken aback by her own words, being too forward again like she so often was. "I think you should leave me be"
"Will you be by the river in the morning?" Klaus asked still wanted to see her again.
"Goodnight mylord" Caroline courtesy to him before entering her chambers.
Klaus smiled at himself, he liked a challenge, and she was different, feisty and intelligent. She might even make it difficult for him. With a grin from ear to ear he walked through the halls, slipping back into the dining hall unnoticed.
There you go chapter one! Hope you guys liked it!
If you came across alot of grammatical or spelling errors, i apologize i'm trying to self-edit as I go along!
So this was sort of a quick build up chapter but lots of stuff happening in chapter two! Chapter two I warn you now will also get very very dark! Like supermassive black hole dark! So i'll warn at the top of that one as well but i'm mentioning it already now!
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